This year has provide me with a plethora
of insight; so much so that I haven't even begun to
sort through it. My days are typically work, analyze
bills, kitten aerobics, and sleep. Though work is still
at the forefront, I try not to linger on my impeding bills,
allowing my mind more time to focus on writing. Yesterday
I reviewed the bills and freaked; not because they were more
than I can afford but because they were so poorly organized.
The touch of OCD that I have demands that bills be written
up on the monthly planner the moment they enter the house.
This prevents me roaming through the house in search of a
possibly past do bill. No one was harmed this time...I just
screamed for a moment.
Kitten aerobics is being balanced with telling Nicolas no
at least once a week. She has become so spoiled that every
morning she wakes me at 7am to let her into my bedroom. At
first this was no big issue because she would spend the
night in my bedroom and when I would awake she would go
about her business. Now she stirs about 7am and decides
she wishes to have a conversation. Making her sleep outside my
door causes her to have this morning conversation with my
bedroom door. So, she spends the night in the bathroom. It
is quite cute because she sleeps in the sink.
Sleep, does such a think exist. Oh yes. I spend one of my days
off strictly in bed with a set of comfy pjs. Not a drastic change.
I've just add writing to this time as well as eating (not in bed
though). Once a chapter is written, I smoke a bit, nap, then return
to writing. At this rate the manuscript should be done next month.
Finally college. I keep preaching about european literature which
most consider a waste of four years. The most I can hope for is
a teaching job. So after reading a livejournal entry, I've
decided to go for the gold. Psych and European literature! I love
psychology and literature but I've always been so focused on money
that I never truly pursued either. If my lawyer does even a faction
of his job, I'll have no need to worry. Even if he maintains his
ignorance, I'm sure I'll never lose the ability to make money. In
other words, I'm college bound. Nothing hardcore, just e-classes at
first. Maybe a class or two on campus being as I could walk across
the street to school when I'm at work.
On a side note: The idealist in me wishes to spend 2006 single,
to nourish my soul. I don't know if that's going to happen but
its nice to imagine. My personality demands a lot of attention,
draws it. I'm always at odds though because I am most at peace
when I'm alone. Perhaps I'll find a happy middle ground.